Yesterday was another day to Stand On Every Corner, and, for the first time in a new location, I stood alone.
I have been struggling with how much to include Wee One on with regards to my activism, which has stepped up in the past year or so.
The COOLEST thing happened yesterday.
Warning, or promise, depending on your perspective: Profanity laden rant ahead. Also, possible trigger warning for rape.
Here it is, two days after Thanksgiving. The holiday season has officially begun, and with that, the season of holiday parties and eating. At the same time, we will hear people cursing their own appearance. “I feel fat.” “Ugh – so fat!” “I ate so much!” Blah blah fishcakes.
Is it especially true among mothers? Maybe not, but the effects can be quite far reaching, because the kids pick up on it.
For so many people, this is a national day of shopping. For Native Americans, the day after Thanksgiving is a time of betrayal and genocide. Here, and Here, and there’s a lot of information about the original tribe, the Wampanoag and what they did for the settlers here
In doing my research for this week by seeking Native American voices, I found several sources that pointed me in the right direction.